Chapter 1

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I stretched my arms and yawn.
Finally after two months ay natapos kona din ang isinusulat ko na nobela.

Halos ibagsak kona ang sarili ko sa kama, sa sobrang pagod.

Writing is my passion, and it's now my job.
Hindi ko inihinto ang pag susulat ko kahit na...

"Mommy"  naka ngiting nilingon ko ang tumawag sakin. It's my 6 year old son,  Sky Mateo Ramirez.

" What is it, baby sky?"

"Why you keep on writing and then always ended up being tired?" Inosenteng tanong nito.

Ngumiti nalang ako sakanya, saka umupo sa kama,

"Come here" I said and tap my lap.
Lumapit naman ito sakin.

I cares his hair and said

"Writing is my stress reliever, okay lang na mapagod, basta ba nagawa mo kung ano ang ikasasaya mo" 

mahinang saad ko sakanya.

Tumingin naman ito sakin

"So it means you are always stress, mommy? Kase you write everyday po"

Bahagya naman akong natawa dahil sa sinabi nito

"No, of course  I'm not always stress, I write because it's my job"

"Writing is a job?" Nahihiwagaang tanong nito.

"Yes, you know those anime that you are watching?"

"Yes po"

"They are made by the writers.  And then they will turn it into a movie"

"WOW!? So that novel that you are writing will turn into a movie too?"

Umiling iling naman ako sakanya, at muli ko nanamang nakita ang pag ka lito sa mukha nito.

Oh My baby, Soon you will understand everything.

"But- but you said earlier that writers turn their work into a movie"

"Not all writers, meron kasing iba na mas pinipili na manatiling ang kanilang mga gawa sa libro, they don't want it to be shown in television, they don't want artist to portray their characters."

"Edi ganon ka din po?"

"Yes, because for me, mas maganda kung babasahin nalang ito. Para hindi masira ang imahinasyon mo"

"Ang hirap naman po palang maging writer mommy! When I grow up, I don't want to become a writer"

"What do you want to become then?"

"Gusto ko pong maging pilot"

Halos mawala naman ang ngiti sa labi ko ng marinig ang sinabi nya.
A pilot huh? Let's see my son.

"Mommy?"

"Mmm?"

"Can I ask you something?"
Saad nito sa mahinang tono

"Of course"

"Bakit po wala akong daddy?"
Malungot ang matang tinignan ko sya, hindi ko alam ang sasabihin, kaya nanatili lang akong naka tingin sakanya,

"Sky" tanging na sambit ko lang, sa kanyang tanong.

For almost 7 years, ngayon lang sya nag tanong ng ganito sakin. At parang hanggang ngayon ay hindi parin ako handa na sagutin ang tanong nya.

"Ang sabi po kasi nung classmate ko, masaya daw po kapag meron daddy"

"Sky, nandito naman si mommy diba? I can be your daddy too"

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